Deleted Member Posted August 16, 2019 (edited) There's a lot of pressure with kink. Expectations of wannabe submissives who are too shy to express their fantasies and it has to be teased out of them. It can be like pulling teeth and I don't want to be a dentist. The myth that the dom has to do all the work is an ordeal. No exploration can begin as equals if you barely give anything away. It's not "trying" like "if you have to try too hard" then there isn't a spark. No, it's basic civility. And if you are interested, then why not give of yourself? The problem is we ARE ordinary people. And a connection needs courage. Have you any courage at all little one? Today I'm sad. You see, there I was keeping noticing you when I see you. A lot of people pass by but you always seemed to catch my eye for some reason. Maybe it's because we both look a little plain, at least in a world where everyone's in fashion all the time, or expect people to look like they're in porn. You look like it hasn't even crossed your mind that I would notice you, but I do. I think of you for a split second, and I hope it doesn't show when I do, because I think of being alone with you. Maybe the power cuts out and no one can see anything, and I lean over to you and our faces get close, and you can feel by the air moving and the warmth of my breath that I am close to you and you are looking up at me... in my thoughts, your lips get ready. I lean in to give you a kiss, completely out of the blue, but you return it, because you understand what we share. Even in my thoughts you give me a regular, unpracticed kiss, maybe a bit clumsy, because you don't think of yourself as some sort of sex goddess, you wear Snoopy cotton panties instead of porn star whole body tattoos and this is coming out of nowhere. That's what I want, though, because I'm not some sex god either, or some porn star. I don't crave tits like watermelons or lips like bike tires. I'm just me, and you're just you, but I just want you regardless. You're an ordinary person, and so am I, and I want to show you that there's nothing wrong with that. You have needs and so do I, you can look at someone and smile and feel that longing for closeness and that's okay. You can look at me and think "I wouldn't mind kissing him", because I really, really wouldn't mind, either. And if I worked up the courage I would pull you even more aside and look you in the eye, breathing heavily from the kiss, and lean in and tell you something, something to let you know what you've done to an ordinary man like me. Maybe I'll tell you you're a good kisser, maybe I'll flirt or ask you out on a date, maybe I'll grab your hand and let it guide mine between your legs and make us feel the wet spot. I don't know which, I don't know which state of mind I will be in, how courageous I will be. I don't know how much it will help me that I want you to be disrupted... to look into my eyes and feel my breath and understand that you can be wanted by someone like this. That all this need and sexuality is just below the surface, dormant but potent, waiting for someone else who wants it. How do I know that you're like this, that you have these thoughts, that you like me, that you're the same kind of person I am? I don't, and I can never be sure. It feels to me that we're the same kind of person. I can see something in the way you look at me, as if you want to look without looking too much, as if you're convinced that the way I smile at you sometimes just comes from the way we run across each other. If you're anything like me, it's usually not like you to act on something so small, and do something so risky, out of respect for other people. I'll have to work my courage up and be a bit clearer and bolder with you. It's going to be a battle for me, because despite everything I thought, I'm not used to doing that. I desperately want to come onto you, to be a flesh-and-*** person backing you into a chair and sitting in your lap, to show you that desire and lust and attraction happens to everyone. But the road there involves smiling a bit wider, maybe winking at you, doing a little something to be around you just a bit more, maybe slipping you some kind of note somehow, and it makes my heart pound more than the seduction scene would. I will do it though. It will be worth it. Getting to do that to and for and with you - fuck. Feeling my arms wrap around yours and your lips and tongue return my kiss. Looking you in the eyes and seeing everything add up, and asking you to do something and feeling your hunger as you do it. Feeling that part of who you are come to life, trusting you to be kind and caring and giving and passionate with the things you'll come up with and the things you've maybe been thinking about yourself... Maybe you've just been looking. Looking and wanting. Maybe you've stopped yourself, and I'll get to lay on top of you and look at you and ask you what you want to do to show me a good time - asking, pleading, suggesting... still trusting you. I keep noticing you and I keep thinking of you... because I think you're a bit like me. And if you're anything like me, the ordinary can be where the best fantasies come from. Edited August 16, 2019 by Deleted Member typos
Bu**** Posted September 1, 2019 @purrfectpanther I really like this one. It hits home in so many ways...... and to top I off with this writing there is distance involved.... my imagination is now running and in fire💃
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